The Sun - High signal activity, consistent with E class civilization.
Tau Ceti (bottom of starmap) - Weak signals, consistent with a Ca class civilization
Alpha Centauri (Top left of the Sun) - Extremely strong signals consistent with
Epsilon Eridani (Right of T Ceti) - Weak radio signals, anomalous infra-red signature
Barnard's Star (Top right of the Sun) - Moderate radio consistent with a D class civilization
Procyon - No radio signals, occasional flare activity from Procyon B
Sirius - A single, repetitive signal with weak intensity, magnitude similar to a Ca class civ.
((Note that italicized words in your character sheets can be hovered over for additional info))
Alexandreus (Yourmaster)"Let the ship go down. Wait." Wait and do nothing.
The radar signature approaches. At this range, the resolution is actually terrible because the microwaves diffuse off the ship's hull and confuse the scanner. Nonetheless, it takes only a minute for a voice to come through, audible from your center platform. The old man hears it, and trembles at the alien words whose intonations and inhuman sounds bear hidden (yet important) meanings too dense for normal beings to manage. [6] They are crystal clear to you, however, needing no translation. It's as if the voice--a female one that's rather familiar to you--is speaking directly to your thoughts. The meaning simply comes to light on its own.
A woman descends from the airlock dressed in tribal gear, scattered with feathers, bones, animal skulls, and ancient runes that seem altogether too familiar for this to be a coincidence. It calls out to you.
"I am a kenosis of the Wind God Nariel. He and I are one, and yet not the same. You may call me Phanuel."The being, with angelic grace, swoops down to ground level while still talking.
"You seek the Ichor of Gods. To what end do you commit that which you seek?"Your Inventory:Hurricane in a Bottle
Chromatic Staff (
Unique spells that are multicast cost 25% less affinity that turn.)
Lesser Mana Potion (x27) (Consume to negate 1 point of negative affinity in a stat for one turn)
Greater Mana Potion (x3) (Consume to negate 10 points of negative affinity in a stat for one turn)
Antimatter Catalyst (x5)
Conditions:
Perfectly Healthy
Stats:
---Basic---
Creation: 1
Reduction: 1
Alteration: 1
Redirection: 1
---Advanced---
---Misc---
Michel (Pancaek)"Bien sur, I would be happy to accompany you there."
Take myself and my new buddy to Ceres. Follow him around for a bit
You fly over, refuelling at Saturn for good measure. As you come near you approach the frost line where water takes on a wholly different role. In the outer system, water is a mineral much like the rock. Past the asteroid belt and on the inner worlds of the system, water becomes a liquid or a gas, wholly different in function.
Ceres hasn't changed much. The bright spots at Occator have been upgraded, it seems, and now glow on the night side of the world. In utter darkness, you descend upon the cold, lifeless surface in the shadow of the crater rim.
Inside the pot, Perry seems hardly agitated.
"Figured you'd just, you know, fly. Superman don't have a rocket ship."Looking more closely at the center of the crater, the bright spots off-center of the crater are now tree-like growths made of a smooth, transparent crystal white as snow. Not ice, most definitely not ice, which might as well be sand at this point in the solar system. The growths have an organic nature to them, tendrils and branches jutting out smoothly from a central trunk, emitting soft glows all across the visual spectrum.
In the center of Occator crater, now, there is but a single great stalk made of innumerable frozen fibers like the ones you saw before, rising high above the crater rim and stretching its limbs wide greeting the cold, dispassionate stars with open arms. Even a whale could roost undisturbed in these branches, thanks to the low gravity, but instead here nest only sparrows and songbirds--shuttles and landing craft both obsolete and cutting-edge. The main trunk is striated with a sloping spiral pathway down to ground level, where open spaces in the crystalline bark show up as dark gaps among a sea of glittering white.
Your Inventory:Travel Kit (
A bunch of items that you can channel through. The glasses grant you DiseaseVision)
Lesser Mana Potion (x25) (Consume to negate 1 point of negative affinity in a stat for one turn)
Greater Mana Potion (x3) (Consume to negate 10 points of negative affinity in a stat for one turn)
Seeking Dust (x5)
Conditions:
Perfectly Healthy
Stats:
---Basic---
Creation: 0
Reduction: 1
Alteration: 1
Redirection: 1
---Advanced---
Deconstruction: 1
---Misc---
Medical: 1
Resteroth (Coolrune206)Search the ship for the wizard.
[4] You march out of the radioactive chamber (without closing the door), past the disabled maintenance bots scattered about. Some of them looked at you, you could have sworn, but it seems the more you observe them, the more ancient and dead they appear.
The claw-thing you picked up before found its way onto the arm-stump of a damaged robot. A most strange occurrence.
Further back into the ship, you find several doors open. A bloody mess around a locker in a control room and a gigantic swath of crispy, torn hull and black carbon smears later, and it seems you found they guy. He stands wrapped in some carbon fiber material, circled by a faint, almost-invisible cloud of stuff. Around him are the humanoid aliens you saw earlier, kneeling before him.
He turns around, and two posthuman eyes stare into yours. It is the gaze of a fellow wizard, unmatchable by mortal beings.
Your Inventory:Space-Sword (Radioactive, will break if you roll a 3 or less)
Masks (
A set of masks used to express yourself. You can modify sound waves and visual stimulus coming through.)
Lesser Mana Potion (x27) (Consume to negate 1 point of negative affinity in a stat for one turn)
Greater Mana Potion (x3) (Consume to negate 10 points of negative affinity in a stat for one turn)
Antimatter Catalyst (x10)
Conditions:
Perfectly Healthy
Stats:
---Basic---
Creation: 2
Reduction: 0
Alteration: 0
Redirection: 0
---Advanced---
Animation: 1
Construction: 2
Destruction: 1
---Misc---
"Hello, and thank you. Now, can you get me some batteries, please?"
(If they go search the battery)While they are away, make a sword made from the buckminstershot.
(If not)Do nothing. Talk about spaceship problems.
[1] Unfortunately they do not have batteries. The last ones ran out a decade ago, in their time. What a decade is to them you are unsure, but considering they are humanoid it is not unlikely they come from a vaguely earth-like world around a similar star with a similar orbit. Either way, it seems they have been here for a very long time.
In fact, they seem eager to share their story with you. In some barbaric, almost-dysfunctional ancient tongue, they explain that the ship was hijacked by the maintenance robots long ago, which were programmed to fix problems themselves and disallow interference, but turned out to be unable to solve the problem. The engine room remains locked down by these machine tyrants, according to the crew, and so they are unable to fix it. They estimate most of the crew is dead, but the algae farms still work so there is food for all.
As for their clothes, you can vaguely make out eye-shaped holes in a patch of one guy's sleeve, placed at a distance and yet centered over a mouth-shaped gap. The gaps are covered by an underlayer of similar material. It would probably be best not to think to hard about these things.
Suddenly, a large three-legged alien walks in from behind. You meet the tripod's gaze and he stares back, unfazed by the posthuman eye which no normal human can meet. Human wizards have a tendency of conveying an overload of information through their body language. Due to this they tend to unnerve most humans subconsciously, inspiring either awe or terror. Since this is an alien with a totally different bodyplan, you are unsure whether this is a wizard or not, but he seems quite unlike the local crew.
Your Inventory:Jet FogLesser Mana Potion (x20) (Consume to negate 1 point of negative affinity in a stat for one turn)
Greater Mana Potion (x5) (Consume to negate 10 points of negative affinity in a stat for one turn)
Black Dust (x5)
Carbon Nanoweave 80 kg
Buckminstershot (20 kg)
Carbon Chainplate (21 kg of nanomaterial protection)
Conditions:
Perfectly Healthy
Stats:
---Basic---
Creation: 1
Reduction: 1
Alteration: 1
Redirection: 0
---Advanced---
Transformation: 1
Construction: 1
---Misc---
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